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Pervade
I'm going to get an apprenticeship with the World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farming and learn how to raise goats in rural France. It is decidedly so.
I've learned this, among other things, from Delaying The Real WorldAlso tonight, learned that I like playing the bass. I kind of want to learn how to play really easy songs on a full size bass ( ( Read more... ) -
Pretty Paper
My real entry is not much more of an entry than the old one, I'm afraid. It's more a collection of semi-related-unelaborated thoughts. You might just fill out the Johari and Nohari instead ( Read more... ) -
I plan on making a real entry later tonight, BUT
until then, why not waste some time and do this Johari thing for me?
Here
And if you don't want to participate in my self-flattery, why not participate in my self-hate?
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Current Music:
Music subverts the world you’re in - pretending on the scale of a sensory experience enjoyed for its own merit. Naomi is addicted to music. It fills an apparent void that becomes more focused the longer you listen, though whether that emptiness is as spare as it looks and sounds is questionable. Before my sister was born, before I was five, I ( Read more... ) -
reverting, for just a second or two
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It is rambling
Life - Is an inappropriate word to begin an essay with, for it inspires nothing but contempt on the reader’s part for the pompous ass posing as author who thinks he knows what life is. Because all readers by definition, by birth, by duty know more not only about what life is, but who life involves, what life’s purpose is, where life hangs out and ( Read more... ) -
Centric
My favorite writers write about mind and body, more specifically about the paradox of body and mind. I love reading paradox, especially Rushdie's parallel paradoxes, as well as Kundera's neatly discussed-but-not-entirely-explained paradoxes. I love them so much that a fantasy I've had about the results of an imaginary philosophy paper worries me ( Read more... ) -
more than talking, sort of like rambling
A world consists of a self, ideas, an environment, and objects in the environment. Objects are what background noise isn't, designated specifically. Objects aren't inanimate, they're people, and not all people - the people you choose to see as distinct non-stock-character individuals. Life is the interplay ( Read more... ) -
It is 85 degrees, anyway.
Summer today. Walking off my grandmother's front porch, sweet, but wholly imaginary honeysuckle is heavy in the air. First of all, it's mid-November. And second of all, I don't think there's a honeysuckle plant for .5 mile in any direction from her house. I've checked ( Read more... ) -
Oh, yes
I forgot.
Rage is injected at the base of the skull.